A large modern house with dormer windows protruding from an expansive roof, peering over tall brick walls designed to put off the nosy.


A coughing, spluttering heavy goods vehicle hurtling towards me.


A ‘For Sale’ sign attached to the front garden post of the ‘mansion’.


A tightly wrinkled brown hand tapping on the low brick wall of my handkerchief sized front garden.


A mature tree, always there, over the road, now shedding orange leaves, shaking them over the tall brick wall, into the path of oncoming lorries.


The gateless entrance to my front garden.


The smokeless chimney pot over the road, letting go of nothing.


A busy road, a small child.



Copyright owned by Jay Cool

Source: Photo of ‘Heavy Traffic’ taken by N Chadwick and available by Creative Commons License on Geograph.org.uk


Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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